Chapter 135 – 13. Big Wedding (5)
The kingdom of Gaul, the Marquis of Lemoant in the northern frozen land, was originally an independent state. Even if you go back just a few generations, there are plenty of warriors and great men who were willing to commit themselves to resist the unification by absorption. Just as the outlaws of the western wilderness refused to submit, such spirits were still alive in this land.
“According to custom, traditional weddings in the north count the eve and reception as the most important events.”
“Interesting. It’s not that the center doesn’t have that concept, but they believe that the day of the ceremony should be the most luxurious.”
“Sister, how did you feel about Dongbu’s marriage?”
“Yes? In some ways, it’s in line with the North. It feels like a long festival. There was almost no distinction between the night before, the reception, and the day of the ceremony. Instead, they held a month-long feast and prayed for abundance.”
The wedding of Romuald, Baron of Ardennes, and Oriane, Lemoang’s wife, was to follow tradition. It was not a means to arouse antipathy toward the center or a weakened national spirit, but it was because it was a way to give to everyone in the territory.
“Ah, that’s right. Because I could not attend as a guest when her sister got married. You were still using a different last name then.”
“It did…”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t. That I couldn’t see with my own two eyes the appearance of her older sister her, who must have been the prettiest in the world.”
The gold coins set aside for the grand wedding were decided to be spent in a more valuable place than ostentation. Instead of being obsessed with needlessly extravagant and splendid events, they were mobilized to feed the hungry and have fun according to the will of the bride.
“Rom, how many days does the reception usually last in a northern wedding?”
“I know that three to four days is typical. We are considering it for about eight days.”
“On my way here, I saw bards from all over the kingdom singing. I saw those who danced to the beautiful melody and those who generously served delicious dishes in the plaza. But this sister is a little worried.”
In that sense, this dinner where the relatives of the bride and groom were invited was the same time as the core of the eve. Even though the duchess, who was dissatisfied with the news of the sudden marriage and the existence of the groom, subtly drove him away, or the abbess with a worried face, holding her palm to her cheek, euphemized that the bride’s charity would turn into waste. I had something to worry about.
That was all. It was because I was aware that the war of nerves between the two mischievous women shouldn’t mess with tomorrow’s ceremony anyway.
“Fine. Because frozen land is no longer a poor land. Just looking at this prosperous city is enough to tell. The revival of the Marquis has only just begun.”
“Still, if you need help, I can talk to the church…”
“Sister, of course, I have no doubt that those who serve the heavenly gods will step out in their work to relieve the poor. However, our marriage, which is somewhat far from the central law, is not officiated by a priest because of that. But if you give your opinion to support such a ceremony, what will be your face as the abbess of the abbey?”
Rom chuckled. Marguerite looked at her youngest sister her, who always cared for her, with a sad look, and nodded. As the saying goes, in the center where Kwon Mo-soo is rampant, one such fact could have left a big stain.
“Yeah, but if you find it difficult, tell me anytime.”
“Is it possible? She is a sister who has always been a place to lean on when times are tough.”
The conversation ended like that. It’s not that there weren’t any questions for the bride and groom after that, but most of them were light and volatile topics. Considering the reception that would last for eight days from tomorrow, it was not right to bring up sensitive topics without incident.
Above all, it was nice to see that the relationship between Rom and Oriane was very friendly. Even the duchess and the abbess, who cared for her sister no matter how much they cared for her sister her, could not recklessly raise their voices or express their disapproval.
‘I’ll watch for now, Romuald Arden.’
‘You’ll have to be a wise mother befitting that child, Oriane Lemoyen.’
Henrietta and Marguerite lifted the tea cups in front of me and sighed lightly. Deer meat marinated in spices had a lot of umami unlike the impression that it would have a strong smell. Thanks to this, those who had a satisfying time from appetizer to main course waited for dessert even late at night.
After that, they chatted again while drinking precious wine or smoking high-quality cigarettes airlifted from the central government. Unlike before, I focused on interesting rumors in the public.
“Come to think of it, Supreme Sister, I heard that the situation at the center is unusual these days.”
“Yes, as Madame Lemoyn said, it is definitely not positive.”
“Rumors spread even in the East. I heard that lately, the Crown Prince has been attracting his people his again.”
“Jacques de Gaulia, I have received offers from him several times before. He openly expressed his ambition his, saying, “Wouldn’t you take the opportunity to become a public servant of the new king?” It seems that His Majesty is unable to do anything because the faction is so strong.”
Henrietta clicked her tongue to express her regret. The power structure of the divided royal family was, as always, chaos. The three-way battle between Princess Marianne de Gallia, who had a relatively mild disposition, King Alphonse, who was in the middle, and Jacques, the eldest son and hardliner, had indeed brought about a fierce strife.
“That is the only undeniable original sin of my father…”
“Yeah, but you’ve been nice to us.”
“Yes, we would never have been born into this world if it hadn’t been for that revelry personality.”
The Duchess, frowning as if slightly drunk, sighed. Even though she didn’t, it seemed dangerous that she was drinking a few glasses of strong wine in a row. She was coquettish, and Henrietta, who blinked at her with her ruddy face her, waved her hand her.
“Sorry, I said something useless before the sergeant.”
“Yes…”
“Bocchan, if you don’t mind, I think you’d better dig soon.”
Anais smoothed out the embarrassing situation. Unlike Marguerite, she had taken care not to make embarrassing mistakes in the unlikely event that she did not have her attendants present. Moreover, Antoine, who was sitting in the corner, had been dozing off ever since the meal was over.
“I guess that would be good.”
“Marion? Let me clean up here!”
Rom and Oriane rose from their chairs. Leonard woke the half-fazed Antoine by patting him on the shoulder. Then, when the head maid and other servants appeared, he personally assisted. Indeed, like a butler of a famous family, he had a straight appearance.
“Antoine, if you don’t mind, I’ll give you a room, so go to bed.”
“No. If you don’t want to be the baron’s guest tomorrow, you should dress up at home. Thank you very much for the food service today.”
“This is a lot of work. Sooner or later, we will give you a reward worthy of your hard work.”
“Haha, I just want to thank you for always taking care of me.”
Soon after, the head of the decree bowed politely and left the drawing room first. She inquired about the intentions of Anais and Leonardo Margaret, who had helped Marion and the other maids clear her table, and were shown to the room together.
“Bocchan, then we’ll get up first.”
“Would you like to go in soon too?”
“Then, maybe because of the trip, I’m very tired.”
“The guest room is this way.”
The guest left naturally was Duchess Henrietta. She didn’t particularly drink more of her drink, but her difficulty controlling her body seemed to be a sign of her belated drunkenness. Her Orianne became her spirited expression and approached her.
“Sister, you should go to sleep.”
“Um, I didn’t drink too much…”
The slurred eyes and slurred speech under the long eyelashes were those of a drunkard. She seemed to have no choice but to help her to her room. Fortunately, the young lady, who had been sitting in her chair until then, stepped out.
“Romuald, go out with your mom and take a walk.”
“… ?”
“Aunt Henrietta will make sure I take her to her bedroom very, very comfortably.”
Suddenly, thrilled by a possibility that flashed through his mind, Rome gazed intently at the occultist in the frozen land. Come to think of it, she was one of the ladies of Aquitaine, and it didn’t make sense that the duchess who had survived to this day would look disheveled because she hadn’t counted even one of her drinks.
“Lucienne, please take care of me.”
“Don’t worry.”
Oriane seemed worried and asked for trust. Lucienne grinned at her rom and brought her index finger to the corner of her mouth. It was an obvious gesture signifying silence and waiting. Unable to contain her bewilderment, he spoke without a sound.
‘You can’t…’
‘Hehe, I took some medicine to taste it.’
‘Somehow it was strange.’
‘Why? It’s wrong for a bitch to seduce me defenselessly with such a voluptuous body.’
Rom groaned, rubbing his forehead, shaking her head from side to side. It was because I thought that there was only one person under the sky, Lucienne Lemoant, who could say that to the woman who was the mistress of the duchy who ruled the East and who was my aunt.
‘I’m kidding, I had something to look into personally, so I worked lightly, so don’t mind and go with my mom.’
‘I need to be able to believe it, young lady.’
‘Because I’m not a bitch enough to touch a bitch that my beloved Nanggun-nim hasn’t tasted before?’
‘For that purpose, you guys are enough, so you should go in and sleep.’
‘Even if it’s not.’
‘I’ll say it again, but you have to be able to believe it…’
‘Oh, that’s all right, let’s go in now! You’ll know when you see it!’
That’s right, she had nothing more to say. Rome, who had been working hard on her mouth, gave up and held Orianne’s hand, who had been telling her sister to rest. Then, with her soft smile on her face, she reciprocated and accompanied her into her aisle.
“It’s Orian.”
“Yes, Rom.”
“I saw your face suddenly darken as the story of His Majesty the King came up.”
It was just before midnight. The baron strode along the carpet in the long hallway and climbed the stairs before finally reaching the roof of the mansion and standing in front of the observatory. He followed me, not knowing why, looking at Mrs. Baek, who was facing the cold night breeze under the shining moon and stars, and said,
“It was very sad to see that dark complexion again from the previous life. I soon made a promise. So that my wife, whom I love, will not be sad whenever she thinks of the past, she will make today and tomorrow happy and enjoyable. So, in the distant future, I will be able to reflect on a life filled with only precious memories rather than sad memories.”
The golden hair fluttering in the wind, and the twinkling eyes as if they contained the holy moon in the night sky, were shining brightly.
“The ring for the pledge will be handed over to you tomorrow. However, as much as I am determined to make your life happy, I would like to offer this marriage proposal today.”
Marriage proposal, Oriane was thrilled when she finally realized that the man in front of her was trying to woo her. With trembling pupils, I stared at the baron, who was stern because of the scars on his face, but was more affectionate to me than anyone else.
“So, Oriane Arden.”
“Rom…”
“Will you accept this insignificant man’s resolve?”
Of course it was. After carefully shaking her head, Oriane grabbed Rome’s face her and kissed her tightly. Even though it felt like a mere prelude compared to tomorrow’s ceremony, they realized the preciousness and shared a strong sense of happiness.
“I tried to propose as ideally as possible, but I don’t know if it worked.”
“It was more of a romantic courtship than anything else.”
Oriane replied with a bashful laugh. Her happy tears were welling up, and her deep expression was full of her charm.
“It was a little different from what I was hoping for, but it was the best.”
“I wonder what you were expecting.”
In other words, she was lovely.
“Well, choking her until I faint, while chewing on her with her thick fingers. And to the extent of forcing me to become a fucking house that will be used for the rest of my life when I lose my mind?”
“That’s a bit…”
“Hey.”
All along as always
